The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 372

Chapter 372:

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“Still playing the part, are we?” Julia scoffed.

“You think snagging a wealthy man gives you the freedom to do as you please? If you truly have 12 million, I’ll eat dirt.”

Leah, silent until now, suddenly sensed trouble brewing.

Her fists were clenched tightly, her palms damp with sweat.

Noticing Leah’s unease, Julia offered a reassuring smile.

“Relax, Miss Burgess. She’s just bluffing. Didn’t you say she has no real connections in a city as big as Lyhaton? Where would she even get 12 million? Rich people aren’t that gullible. Money isn’t something you just hand over for nothing. She’s only digging a deeper hole for herself.”

Upon hearing her words, Leah’s face relaxed a bit.

Julia’s reasoning made sense to her.

While Corrine might have a certain charm that drew men, it seemed improbable that any would be reckless enough to squander 12 million on her whims. Julia caught the cashier’s eye, who hadn’t budged, her gaze tinged with sarcasm. Rushing over, she couldn’t resist teasing, “What’s the matter? Did you hit your limit on that card and still can’t scrape together 12 million?”

The cashier’s expression turned to one of utter disbelief as she grasped the card Corrine extended, her fingers shaking uncontrollably.

“What are you standing there for? Swipe the card already!” Julia demanded, her impatience evident as she nudged the cashier. In her haste, the cashier fumbled and dropped the card.

She snapped back to reality and stooped to retrieve it, just as a flurry of footsteps resonated from the onlooking crowd.

Turning toward the commotion, Julia noticed several top executives from the mall entering, their presence causing a stir.

Her initial shock quickly turned into a forced smile as she greeted them, saying, “Mr. Blake, Mr. Diaz, Mr. Watts, to what do we owe this unexpected pleasure? Surely a phone call would have been enough. What’s the need for such a dramatic entrance?”

The three were top executives at the mall, rarely seen during inspections, let alone all together.

Their presence gave Julia a vague sense of unease.

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The heads of the mall, Zahir Diaz and Darryl Watts, oversaw its daily operations, while Ennis Blake had been appointed by Ford Group. Though all three held managerial positions, Ennis, as Ford Group’s representative, wielded significantly more power. It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that Zahir and Darryl answered to him.

“Mr. Blake, do you have any new instructions?” Julia’s voice wavered slightly as she studied Ennis’ grim expression, a sense of unease creeping in. But Ennis didn’t acknowledge her. His eyes were fixed on Corrine, a mix of apprehension and deference flickering across his face.

Noticing his reaction, Julia turned to Corrine, her brows furrowing in suspicion. She was convinced that Corrine was the root of this mess. Somehow, she had even managed to summon Ennis here. Shooting Corrine a resentful glare, Julia quickly composed herself and stepped forward with a sycophantic smile.

“This customer is deliberately stirring up trouble. We were just about to resolve the issue, but who could have guessed such a minor incident would disturb all three of you…”

Her words barely left her mouth before Ennis brushed past her without the slightest interest. Instead, he strode straight to Corrine, his posture low and deferential.

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